[Don't] Call Me Crazy: 33 Voices Start the Conversation about Mental Health

by Kelly Jensen

So, no, I do not especially want to be at the Van Gogh exhibit. But then, I do not particularly want to be anywhere. And looking at paintings seems healthier than staring at nothing in my bedroom, vaguely wishing a small, specific asteroid would descend through the ceiling. Besides, going to the art museum is experimental, like pushing a bruise. Will I feel anything? Or will I, surrounded by famed artistry, feel a continual and pressing blankness?